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Chapter 202

Words:3014Update:22/06/26 07:55:07

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"Follow me." It was Lan Yixing's voice.

Ye Chong quickly took off the signal helmet. He had to admit that the helmet was very advanced, with excellent performance, but it lowered the user's perception of the outside world.

Before he knew it, it was already the last match of the day. It was the last match of the day, and also the highlight of the day. Tianhua dojo had specially arranged for two experts to fight. In today's match, Lan Yixing happened to be one of them.

The match was moved to a huge mech combat arena, to show its grandeur. It was also the largest arena in Tianhua dojo, with a length and width of three kilometers. It was surrounded by stands, but to prevent mech parts from flying and hurting the audience, the entire arena was covered by a protective shield. This arena was built by Hua Tiankai with a huge investment. Even when the future of mech combat was still uncertain, he had the courage to build a mech combat training ground, which was worthy of admiration.

The stands were empty. Due to the tight schedule, it would take a long time for the audience to move to the training ground. They could only watch through projectors or signal helmets. Even the judges could only watch through signal helmets, since the training ground was a little far from where they were standing. Fortunately, Tianhua dojo had already thought of this problem. Hundreds of holographic cameras were placed at every corner of the huge training ground, allowing the audience to truly feel the intensity of the match. With such a large number of holographic cameras, it was also a luxurious setup.

Lan Yixing and Ye Chong had entered the preparation room. This was where the contestants would prepare before the match. There was a narrow path that led straight to the training ground.

"I'm going," Lan Yixing said plainly.

"Okay." Ye Chong replied.

Lan Yixing took a look at Ye Chong and said, "You are the most hardworking one among my apprentices. I brought you here to show you what real combat is." Lan Yixing's tone was as flat as usual, but Ye Chong could hear the passion in it. Lan Yixing was like a dragon that had been dormant for thousands of years, finally revealing the domineering aura of a combat expert!

Ye Chong did not speak but nodded. He was curious about Lan Yixing's skills as well. Other than the few times he taught him, Ye Chong had never seen Lan Yixing in action. Every time they met, Lan Yixing would wrap himself up tightly.

At that moment, Shang said, "Yezi, his opponent is a guy called Zuo Ling." Zuo Ling? Never heard of it. Ye Chong's understanding of the world of combat was very shallow, almost a complete blank. Although Mu had searched for a lot of combat knowledge through the virtual world, he did not know much about it, let alone Shang.

At that moment, a student from the Tianhua dojo walked in and said respectfully, "Dojo Master Lan, you are the 77th seeded fighter. According to the A.I.'s random matchmaking of the seeded fighters, your opponent will be the first seeded fighter, Zuo Ling."

"Zuo? Zuo Ling? " Lan Yixing countered with a question. His dull and slightly cloudy eyes suddenly brightened up. The wrinkles on his forehead twitched a little. These details did not escape Ye Chong's eyes. Could there be some grudge between Lan Yixing and Zuo Ling?

"The Zuo Family of Tian Luo?" Lan Yixing's eyes twitched.

The student was surprised, "You've heard of the Zuo Family of Tian Luo? I thought my seniors were just making it up. So it's true! Is the Zuo Family of Tian Luo really that powerful? "

Lan Yixing said expressionlessly, "Very powerful."

The student was full of praise, "So they really are powerful. Just do your warm-up, and when the announcement announces that you can enter the training ground, you can enter. Good luck! "The student finished and left the preparation room.

"The Zuo Family! It's really the Zuo Family … Is it really fate? "Lan Yixing looked up and murmured to himself, as a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye. Ye Chong was shocked.

"In my room, in the second drawer on the left, there is a red chip. It contains all the legacy of the Lan family. Take it out when the match begins, and leave Windstar as fast as you can. Run as far as you can. Don't let the Zuo family find you." His tone was flat, as if he was narrating something that had nothing to do with him. Ye Chong thought to himself. Ye Chong thought to himself, "Lan Yixing said calmly, as if he was narrating something that had nothing to do with him.

"He's making arrangements." Shang immediately sensed Lan Yixing's intention, and reminded Ye Chong in his mind.

Ye Chong agreed with Shang's judgment. He looked at Lan Yixing and asked, "Why?"

"Because he's from the Zuo Family." Lan Yixing replied calmly. Just then, an electronic voice rang, "Mr. Lan Yixing, please enter the arena."

Lan Yixing turned and walked towards the tunnel, without turning his head, "Do not let the legacy of the Lan Family disappear." He disappeared at the end of the tunnel.

"This old man must have some grudge against the Zuo Family. And from the looks of it, it's not just a small grudge. " Shang muttered. Suddenly, Shang said excitedly, "Ye, let's go find that chip first. Hehe, it's good stuff!"

Ye Chong shook his head and rejected the suggestion, "No, let's go after the match."

"Oh, alright. This is a fight between two masters, it'd be a waste not to watch!"

"Shang …"

"Yes, what's up, Ye?"

"Can you control all the holographic cameras in the arena?"

"Yes, I can. But, Ye, is it necessary?"

"Yes, you control it first …"

In the huge and spacious training ground, the bright but not dazzling lights illuminated every corner of the training ground, making it so that even the slightest detail could be seen. The two contestants stood facing each other. Their usually tall and sturdy bodies now seemed so small. This training was originally designed for mech combat. The spectator's stand was some distance away from the center of the arena. If someone was watching the fight, they would only see two black dots in the arena. That was why Hua Tiankai decided to use holographic cameras to capture the fight in real time, as it would allow for a clearer view.

Lan Yixing looked coldly at the young man before him. Zuo Ling was still in the same outfit as before, with half of his chest exposed, revealing his steel-like muscles. Coupled with the unruly smile on his face, many girls who were watching the match screamed in excitement.

Lan Yixing was much more inconspicuous compared to Zuo Ling. He was just an ordinary middle-aged man.

"Zuo Family of Tian Luo?" Lan Yixing spoke plainly.

"Yes." Zuo Ling was slightly taken aback. He did not dare to underestimate this seemingly ordinary middle-aged man who could guess his origins the moment they met. Zuo Ling asked hesitantly, "You are?"

"Hehe, the Zuo Family of Tian Luo, what a force back in the day!" Lan Yixing's smile was uglier than a cry. His expressionless face now looked menacing.

Zuo Ling understood immediately. This man must have some kind of grudge against the Zuo Family. He looked at the middle-aged man carefully, but he could not recall who he was. He remembered that the student mentioned his opponent was called Lan something.

Surname Lan? Zuo Ling gasped, "You're from the September Lan Family?"

"It's rare that the Zuo Family still remembers us small fries. Hehe, I've been hiding for my whole life, but I still met someone from the Zuo Family. This is fate." Lan Yixing stared at Zuo Ling and said word by word.

Zuo Ling, on the other hand, was terrified. He was familiar with his family's history. How could he not know about the Zuo Family? Back in the day, the Zuo Family was at its peak. In order to expand their family's power, the Zuo Family conducted a few raids in the dark. The September Lan Family was one of them. The Lan Family's muscle control was the best of the best. The Zuo Family tried to do the same, but there was little progress. So the Zuo Family resorted to this extreme method.

Although the Lan Family was not a big family, they still had more than a hundred members. But according to the records, under the Zuo Family's meticulous planning, there should have been no survivors. Could it be that someone escaped? The raid was not a success. The Lan Family's ultimate technique was not fully acquired by the Zuo Family, only a few chips. Still, it was enough for the Zuo Family to take a big step forward.

The most ironic thing was, just as the Zuo Family was looking forward to getting stronger, the martial arts began to decline. The mech pilots, who represented the new power, rose day by day until they became the absolute ruler of the martial arts. The Zuo Family found that most of the ultimate techniques they had plundered in the past were now shelved, like useless chips. Even their own family's techniques were getting worse with each generation, and many of the ultimate techniques were lost.

In fact, Zuo Ling did not think much of it. Born in a big family, he seemed to agree with the expansion and plundering. What he did not understand was that the person before him was still so stubborn about the grudges of the previous generations. To him, those were more like historical events, and were far away from him.

No matter what, born in the Zuo Family, he had the pride of a Zuo Family member. In a situation like this, since they were enemies on a narrow road, then they could only talk with their strength. He had absolute confidence in his own strength. The Lan Family would fall to the Zuo Family once again. Zuo Ling thought proudly.

Lan Yixing's expression had returned to normal. He took off the shirt he usually wore, and the crowd was in an uproar. Almost all the seats in the audience were buzzing, and even the judges could not help but whisper to each other.

No one would have thought that Lan Yixing would end up like this. There was not a single piece of muscle on his body. It was all intertwined muscle tendons the size of a thumb. It looked like his body was crawling with yellowish-brown snakes. The muscles were well-defined, strong and powerful. No one would doubt the strength contained in them.

Ye Chong was also surprised. This was the first time he had seen such abnormal muscles. Needless to say, this appearance was too visually impactful.

Zuo Ling's expression changed completely. Of all the people here, he was probably the only one who truly understood the horror of this form. Besides, more importantly, it meant that the other party was also a Jie expert. According to the records, the Jie experts of the Lan Family looked like this. For the first time, Zuo Ling's confidence began to waver.

Lan Yixing stood there expressionlessly. After hiding his strength for so many years, he had put everything aside today. It was time to settle the century-old grudge.

The two of them stood with their swords drawn, facing each other.

The sound of a copper bell lingered in the air.

Almost at the same time, the two of them clashed head-on like two lightning strikes. Bam! The two of them swapped positions almost at the same time, as if they were telepathically linked.

The two of them moved so fast that the audience could not react. At the judging panel, there were also many people sighing in low voices.

Ye Chong, who was standing at the side of the stage, saw everything clearly. In the moment the two of them met, their fists and legs had clashed 12 times. Since the frequency was too fast, most people could only hear one sound, but it was actually 22 sounds stacked together.

In the first exchange, Zuo Ling was at a disadvantage, as could be seen from his slightly trembling left hand. With Lan Yixing's superb musculature, a frontal clash like this was the best for him. At least Ye Chong knew of a few ways to stack strength in an instant. Coupled with Lan Yixing's terrifying musculature, even Ye Chong dared not underestimate him.

Zuo Ling, who had suffered a loss, did not panic at all. Instead, his expression was solemn. He slightly raised his right arm, his right palm forming a blade, his left hand behind his back, and his feet slightly crossed, assuming an extremely strange posture.

Lan Yixing still had the same indifferent expression. The muscles on his shoulders were squirming eerily towards his arms. His tight pant legs expanded abruptly. His bulging muscles were giving people a sense of the terrifying power that was contained within. Lan Yixing felt like all his muscles had been redistributed to his legs and arms. The disproportion felt strange to Ye Chong. He did not hear Shang's mutterings at all.

What a terrifying muscle control! The audience gasped in surprise. Something that they thought was completely against science was happening right in front of their eyes.

Meanwhile, all the Grandmasters of Combat held their breaths, waiting for the next shocking attack!

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